Tragedy

Isabella Ann passed away Sunday, 2 November 2008.

When Preston and I got home from a weekend at my parents, I was really excited to see Isabella. But when I walked in the apartment, she was belly up in her bowl and really pale. I was really upset, blaming myself for being a bad pet owner etc. It hadn't even been a day since we had fed her, but as Preston was comforting me, he told me it just happens. I still feel guilty. I really, really liked Isabella Ann. I told Preston I never want another fish again. I couldn't even flush her. Preston had to do it by himself.

This morning her bowl was still sitting on our bookshelf with the murky water in it. It made me sad all over again, almost to tears, but I pulled it together and left for work.